บททั้งหมดของ The Luna He Left Behind: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Sienna’s Point of ViewFive Years Later "Today is the day, baby. Your daddy is finally coming back home.” I whisper as I kneel in front of Aiden, brushing a stubborn strand of blond hair off of his forehead. My little boy beams up at me, his big brown eyes, so much like his father’s, full innocence. He didn’t exactly understand what today means, not the weight of it, not the years, not the quiet ache in my chest that I have carried since the day Asher left, but I had held onto this moment for both of us. I smooth out the collar of the little button-up shirt that he is wearing, blue with tiny wolves printed along the collar. He looked perfect. “Do I look like a baby Alpha?” He asks with a serious face, puffing out his tiny chest. I bite back a laugh and pinch his cheek. “You look even better. You look like my little Alpha.” I say, he beams and spins around once for dramatic effect. “I think I should be in charge now.” He says and I chuckle, brushing my hands o

Asher's Point of View The hum of the engine does nothing to drown out my thoughts.Six years away, and somehow this drive back feels heavier than leaving ever did.As we make our way to the pack house, I see the crowd has already gathered and the tension in my shoulders increases. I have been back in Black Wood for less than a minute, and the tension already has me on edge.I slowly pull up to the pack house, and out of habit, my gaze sweeps over the crowd gathered on the lawn. And that is when I see her.Sienna.My hands tighten on the steering wheel before I can stop them.She is standing just a few meters away, the sunlight catching her golden hair, her green dress hugging her figure perfectly. I swallow hard as her beauty hits me. I haven't seen her in six years, but she still manages takes my breath away.I tear my gaze away from her, looking towards the little boy that she is holding. Her mate’s son.The words taste bitter in my mouth, and it still makes my stomach twist, and m

Asher's Point of View The knock comes just as I have started to think I might actually be able to breathe again.My head quickly snaps towards the door, and for a moment I consider ignoring it.“Asher? It’s me.”My mother's voice comes through the door.I sigh and scrub a hand down my face before pulling the door open.My mother gives me a small, knowing smile.“Can I come in?”She asks. I nod my head wordlessly and step aside to let her pass.She glides in, every bit the graceful Luna she has always been, and settles onto the couch near the window like she belongs there.She studies me for a few minutes before finally speaking.“I wasn’t expecting you to bring home a surprise.”The weight in her voice makes my shoulders sag. I close the door and let out a long, weary sigh.“It’s a long story.”I mutter, crossing the room.Her brow arches, and she offers me that sweet, patient smile that has gotten more confessions out of me than I would care to admit.“Well, aren't we lucky then tha

Sienna’s Point of View I force myself to go back to checking the supply shelves, my hands moving automatically even though my mind is still tangled in knots. No matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to push him out. His voice. His eyes. The way his scent is still clinging to the room, warm and sharp, wrapping around me, making my wolf pace frantically beneath my skin. I grit my teeth and push a box of gauze too hard onto the shelf. It topples over with a soft thud, scattering rolls all over the counter. “Damn it.” I whisper, pressing a hand to my chest. My heart still hasn’t stopped racing. The door suddenly opens behind me again and I nearly jump. For a few seconds I am convinced that it is Asher, coming back, but when I turn I see Ava sliping inside. Her eyes quickly darts up and down the hall before she shuts the door behind her and settles her gaze on me. “I saw Asher come out of here. What happened?” She asks immediately, her brow raised curiously. I let out a long sigh

Asher's Point of View Her scent follows me all the way back to the training grounds, digging into my chest, making every order I give out sound distant even to my own ears. My wolf keeps pacing, restless, snapping at the edges of my control.I force him back and force myself through the drills. I spar with the warriors, and watch the younger warriors move, but I am not really here. Every strike, every block is just a motion.By the time we are finished, sweat drips down my back. I collapse onto the bench and grab a water bottle. I tilt it back, drinking half of it in one go before dragging it over my face.“Ash, are yoy okay? You have been distracted ever since you came back from the hospital.”Jake’s voice cuts through the haze.My eyes move to my Delta standing over me, one of his brows arched, his arms folded in front of his chest.I shrug, wiping the sweat from my forehead.“It's nothing.”I mutter.“Uh-huh.”Jake says, clearly not buying it. He tips his head, eyes narrowing at m